Solitude is a silent storm that breaks down all our dead branches; yet it sends our living roots deeper into the living heart of the living earth.
Where can I find a man governed by reason instead of habits and urges?
Forgetfulness is a form of freedom.
Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don’t claim them. Feel the artistry moving through and be silent.
Be patient, for it is from doubt that knowledge is born.
Enthusiasm is a volcano on whose top never grows the grass of hesitation.
Knowledge and understanding are life’s faithful companions who will never prove untrue to you. For knowledge is your crown, and understanding your staff; and when they are with you, you can possess no greater treasures.
You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might also pray in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance.
Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet they hide not the unbeautiful.
Desire is half of life, indifference is half of death.
You shall be free indeed when your days are not without a care, nor your nights without a want and a grief, but rather when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above them naked and unbound.
For thought is a bird of space, that in a cage of words may indeed unfold its wings but cannot fly.
Remembrance is a form of meeting.
Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
You are far, far greater than you know – and all is well.
It is well to give when asked, but it is better to give unasked, through understanding; and to the open-handed the search for one who shall receive is joy greater than giving.
Beauty is life when life unveils her holy face.
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They came through you but not from you and though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
Only love and death will change all things.
Beauty is that which attracts your soul, and that which loves to give and not to receive.